Chapter 252 Warm Hug
Ning Chunyan took the hot spring water and washed his face. When he looked up again, his eyes were red and his cheeks were flushed, like wintersweet flowers showing their original color after brushing away the snow.
The story told by Wang Zixu combines popular and bizarre elements such as ethics, love, yin and yang, grievances between wealthy families, native families, etc., but Ning Chunyan believed it instantly.
There was no other reason. They had a long talk in the car that day. Wang Zixu was in a low mood and hesitated to speak. The time coincided with the unexpected recognition of relatives. He would never lay the groundwork for so long just to fulfill a lie.
Ning Chunyan recalled her previous attitude towards him, feeling guilty in her heart.
This person has exquisite writing and extraordinary talent, but he is not like some people in the circle who flirt with women and take advantage of rich women when they see them. On the contrary, like his characters, he has a clumsy, stubborn but sincere heart of light.
Those insiders who only know how to play tricks on others falsely describe the prince as a treacherous villain who deceives the world and steals his reputation. In fact, he is just trying to save others by himself. Ning Chunyan looked down upon these people, but from the perspective of "evaluating others with oneself", she was no better than them.
Thinking of this, she was so ashamed that she felt ashamed.
After being ashamed, there is heartache. It's as if you thought your pet dog was destroying your home and beat it up, only to find out after checking the surveillance video that it was the one who protected you. How disgusted I was before, now I feel so distressed.
“I was wrong,” Ning Chunyan swam to Wang Zixu’s side with a red face, “I have known you for so long, and I still doubt you. I have to say that I am a bit unqualified as a friend.”
Wang Zixu said: "It's okay, I don't mind..."
An Younan sarcastically said: "You and I have known each other for a long time. Are you wearing colored glasses to see people, or are you used to judging others by yourself?"
Ning Chunyan pretended not to hear these words, and then said to Wang Zixu: "I will definitely make it up to you. If you want to talk to me in the future, or if you feel emo and want to hug, feel free to come to me."
Her eyes were very sincere and she did not dodge. It seemed that Wang Zixu's shyness was a guilty conscience.
But to other people’s ears, it’s not so glamorous. An Younan was in a hurry: "What are you talking about when you take this opportunity? To seduce my brother, right?"
Ning Chunyan turned his head suddenly, his face blushing even more than before: "What do you mean by 'seduce'? Dirty thoughts! This is my concern in a purely friendly nature. Besides, it's not like I haven't hugged you before..."
After she finished speaking, she turned away. An Younan became even more anxious after hearing this, and chased after him and asked repeatedly:
"I can't pretend I didn't hear this! What do you mean by 'it's not like I haven't hugged you before'? Have you ever hugged me? When did you hug me? Where did you hug me? How did you hug me? Is this hug a literal meaning or a hug? It has implications..."
"This is a matter between me and him, you have nothing to do with it~"
Faced with An Younan's repeated questions, Ning Chunyan swam aside lightly and hummed a ditty. The more anxious An Younan is, the happier she will be.
She was happy, but Wang Zixu was completely panicked.
He had a heart-to-heart talk with Ning Chunyan in the car before, and she gave him a warm hug before parting.
Wang Zixu thought that this would become an eternal secret between the two of them, but he did not expect that it would be said so easily and in front of Chen Qingluo. The prince was so ashamed that he almost twisted to death.
He turned his head again, and suddenly found that Chen Qingluo had stood in front of him at some point, with two eyes staring at him, as if they were going to scorch him.
"When did you hug each other? Where did you hug him? Why did you hug him? Is this hug a literal meaning or does it have an extended meaning..."
"Uh, ah... uh uh..." Wang Zixu seemed to be choked, unable to say a word.
"Uh-huh, what is it? Why don't you dare to say it?" Chen Qingluo leaned closer.
An Younan yelled from behind: "Zizixu, I thought you were just my sister, but I didn't expect that you are so beautiful and so merciful! No wonder you can... well, you can't change your nature!"
She originally wanted to say that it was no wonder that Wang Zixuneng used the pseudonym "Little Prince" and chatted happily, but suddenly she realized that his identity could not be revealed, and she swallowed the next part of her words.
Ning Chunyan felt strange and asked: "What can it be?"
"Nothing."
"What can it be? Who else has he attacked?" Ning Chunyan really thought wrong, "Are there any masters?"
An Younan followed her words and changed the subject. : "Who knows? Look, we don't know anything about you two. Who knows how many confidantes he has out there!"
After saying that, she gave Wang Zixu a pretentious look. The prince felt extremely innocent.
Ning Chunyan smiled and waved her hand: "Oh, I was joking just now. I just hugged him very cleanly and purely like a big golden retriever. Don't get it wrong."
p>The prince falsely pointed to himself: "Am I a golden retriever or are you a golden retriever?"
"What do you think?"
Chen Qingluo suddenly said: "I want a hug too."
Ning Chunyan waved his hand in front of her eyes: "Qingluo, you should look into my eyes and say this. If you stare at him and say it, this guy will misunderstand something!"
An You Nan said: "Is there a possibility that she told Wang Zixu?"
Chen Qingluo said: "Everyone hugged me, but I didn't."
"Why do you have a desire to win in this matter??"
Wang Zixu raised his hands. Although Chen Qingluo's request could not be said to be exactly what he wanted, it could even be said to be a blessing from heaven, but he felt that out of practicality, one thing must be made clear: "I have never hugged An Younan."
An Younan said: "You have never hugged me, but you have massaged me, hehe."< /p>
"What about the massage? When did you press it? Where did you press it? Is this massage a literal meaning or does it have an extended meaning?"
Ning Chunyan's eyes widened and she turned to glare at Wang Zixu, like an aggressive cat.
Wang Zixu couldn't bear this kind of public execution for a second, so he immediately decided to escape from the water, turned around and climbed to the shore: "I can't do it anymore, I will faint if I soak in it again."
Chen Qingluo raised her hand and grabbed his swimming trunks: "You can't go. I haven't finished talking yet."
This move was so sudden that Wang Zixu's pants were almost pulled down. He was so nervous that his feet slipped and he fell into the water. Suddenly water splashed everywhere.
Ning Chunyan shouted: "Oh My God! Qingluo! Can you not do something so out of line? It's very dangerous! What if I pull it off? "
"She must have done it on purpose."
Chen Qingluo said: "I'm sorry, I'm used to it."
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Chen Qingluo said: "I used to pull his clothes. In high school. But he didn't wear any clothes today."
"So?"
"So I pulled his pants."
"You can actually not pull them." Ning Chunyan was calm.
“I said she did it on purpose.” An Younan said firmly.
…
The prince vomited all the water in his lungs, and the fun and play between the women ended. The topic finally left dangerous waters.
Wang Zixu stood with his back to the women, watching the clouds and mist rising in the hot springs.
"Actually, I wanted to tell you before that the list of judges for the Feishi Literature Award was announced today." Ning Chunyan's voice sounded behind him.
The prince was shocked.
He is now a little sensitive to the word "Fei Shi". He suffered a lot during this period, and it was because of this award that he suffered from PTSD.
“Haven’t the judges been determined a long time ago?” Wang Zixu asked.
Ning Chunyan immediately said: "That is the preliminary selection committee. Today's announcement is the final selection of judges. No, you don't even know the selection process? Didn't you say that An Younan is helping you plan the award? What are you planning?"
After saying that, she looked at An Younan, who raised her face and said: "I know a lot about business, but I am a layman on this kind of literature, so don't expect to blame me."
Wang Zixu asked for advice: "What is the specific process?"
"The Jade Award is divided into three steps. The first is the preliminary selection. The long list is formed by the preliminary selection committee, and now the long list has come out, with a total of 12 books; then there is the final selection, and 5 books are selected from the 12 books to form the short list; and finally, a grand award ceremony will be held on March 14, at which the first prize will be announced. "
"Oh -" the prince nodded. He knew these processes, but he had been vague about them before.
Ning Chunyan continued: "Now "Fire in the Stone" has entered the long list, which is already a great achievement for new writers. But for publishers and media, this is not enough. At least it has to be on the short list to barely have a publicity point."
An Younan interrupted her and asked: "Is there any bonus for the short list?"
"Yes."
"How much?"
"20,000."
An Younan He curled his lips and said, "Only 20,000 yuan?"
"The first prize is 500,000 yuan." Ning Chunyan said, "This is the characteristic of Feishi, the winner takes all."
Wang Zixu asked: "Do the judges have any preferences in their award-winning style?"
Ning Chunyan replied: "Yes. The aesthetic taste and personal preferences of the final judges will have a decisive impact on the results. The judges are different every year, so the tendency of the awards will also change.
"But by Yu Feishi’s award is for luxury goods and needs to create a ‘delicate’, ‘intellectual’ and ‘urban’ brand image, so the winning works will more or less conform to this aesthetic tendency and have an intellectual temperament, in other words..." She took a deep breath and said: "It is not conducive to a more rural work like "Fire in the Stone". ”
After listening to this, Wang Zixu was silent for a moment and said: "The following article also has some urban feel..."
"Yes, the following article has entered a new era, and it also has a very urban feel." Ning Chunyan swam to his side and lay on the edge of the pool with him, "But your book has a rural label, which will have some influence."
This conclusion made Wang Zixu a little discouraged, but he was not willing to accept it. He asked again: "Who are the judges this time?"
Ning Chunyan said: "The first one is Lu Qinghou, a senior professor at the School of Liberal Arts of National Central University. He is highly respected and has students in major universities across the country. He is an 'academic godfather' level figure.
"The good news is that a person of his level will not be swayed by Shi Tonghe's opinions; the bad news is that he appreciates Shi Tonghe's works."
Wang Zixu asked: "You How do you know he appreciates it? "
"He has several important papers on Shi Tonghe and is an expert on Shi Tonghe's works." Ning Chunyan showed a helpless smile.
Wang Zixu licked his tongue: "What else?"
"The second one is Hu Yezhou."
"Hu Yezhou?" Wang Zixu was quite familiar with this name, "Isn't he the lecturer of 'Famous Masters Talk'?"
"Yes," Ning Chunyan said, "a star lecturer and a star scholar. His work "Those Things in the Late Tang Dynasty" is still the best-selling work in history. With him here, the traffic this year will not be low."
"I remember that he has a lot of explosive opinions in literature, right?" Wang Zixu frowned.
"Yes, it is said that Li Bai cannot write poetry, and Du Fu is too poor and sour... These are his famous quotes." Ning Chunyan sighed, "Actually, there have been such controversial figures in previous generations, and the traffic is not shabby."
Wang Zixu expressed his understanding. Although Hu Yezhou is relatively far away from literature, it is very close to the market. From a commercial perspective, it is understandable to choose him.
"Third place, the famous director who won the Double Gold and Thousand Flowers Award - Jia Siming."
This name was so loud that Wang Zixu immediately nodded to show respect.
"He seems to be a cross-border figure, but his status in the literary circle is not low, and - this is bad news for you - his famous work is the remake of Shi Tonghe's work "Quan Shan"."
Wang Zixu said: "There are enough lice and it doesn't itch anymore."
“The fourth place is the well-known female writer, Cheng Wu.” Ning Chunyan said, “Young writer and young translator, she has won many international awards. Her style is cool, avant-garde, and full of modernity. She is interested in the language innovation, narrative structure and exploration of literary ontology in her works, and she also pays attention to gender narrative. "
After a pause, Ning Chunyan added: "Based on what I know about her, she will almost definitely vote for a female author. Fortunately, neither you nor Shi Shuqiu are women."
Wang Zixu nodded.
“The last one is the Yanzi Mountain we are familiar with, so I won’t introduce it.” Ning Chunyan asked, “How do you feel about this list?”
Wang Zixu shook his head: "My mind is blank now."
An Younan pushed the back of his head and said, "What can he feel? Let me answer for him: Make plans early."
She said goodbye Pointing his fingers, he counted: "That professor and that director will definitely vote for Shi Shuqiu, and that's two votes. That Hu, who is also an Internet celebrity, conflicts with your attributes, and will definitely not vote for you. You don't have a share of the female writer's vote either... isn't that gone?"
Ning Chunyan said: "Actually, no one can tell before the results come out. Professor Lu and Director Jia may not necessarily vote for Shi Shuqiu. But in the final election, it mainly depends on whether there are judges who support you. If someone supports you, there is room for discussion, and it is still unclear who will win..."
An Younan asked: "Then do you think anyone will support Zixu to the death?"< /p>
“I can only say that it is unlikely...”
“Then it’s over?”
Ning Chunyan said: “So what I mean is, Wang Zixu, you can’t bet all your money on the Feishi Literature Prize, and you have to be prepared not to win the first prize.
"With your current fame and popularity, if you don't win the first prize, even if you make it to the finals, you will be swallowed up by the traffic and become the only loser. What's more, you may not make it to the finals."
An Younan said: "I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear?"
Ning Chunyan said: "Bad news."
"I'd better tell the good news first," An Younan said, "The publishing plan I arranged for Wang Zixu does not require him to win the first prize."
"What about the bad news?"
"The bad news is that I didn't consider the situation that he would not be able to enter the runoff." An Younan answered with a bit of gritted teeth, "You must enter the runoff! Otherwise, I won't be able to explain it to my mother!"
(End of this chapter)